this is wrong [w.s]

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Let it be known this fic is originally supposed to be read as a social media au on a twitter thread, using fake tweet screenshots, fake messages, and occasional actual writing. I've rewritten parts to work as a fanfic, including transcipting all the text messages and some tweets, so, if it ever feels a little weird thats why. Anyway, enjoy :)

Schlatt was slumped back in his chair, idly scrolling through twitter. A tweet from his bud, Ted, popped up on his feed, and he smiled as he responded casually.

Ted Nivison
Some cool stuff coming next week, keep your blinkers peeled

Schlatt
@TedNivison its gonna be fun man

Ted Nivison
@jschlatt I finally get to see that gorgeous face in person

Schlatt
@TedNivison gross i have a boyfriend

He snickered at his own joke, watching with a strange glee as the quote retweets and replies flooded in from over enthusiastic fans theorising and gaping at his simple joking tweet. It was a little strange having such a following watching his every reply, but he had to admit, his ego was bigger than ever.

The original context of Ted's tweet returned to him then, and he found himself thinking about something that had continuously crossed his mind ever since he was invited to the week of events the man had planned.

So many different creators and influential people would be at the events, participating in the following recording sessions, streams, parties... In writing, it sounded fun, finding people with similar interests and potentially collaborating in future with them all for a fat paycheck and potential friends.

The only issue was... Schlatt hated all that socialising bullshit. And knowing Ted and his other friends are absolute social butterflies who would thrive in any situation... God. He had a headache just thinking about being expected to keep up that same socialite charismatic persona around new people. So, he devised a little plan to invite someone who wouldn't mind hanging around him most of the time.

Was it a bad excuse? Well... Yeah. But it was a good opportunity to see someone he'd really only hung out in person with once.

He tapped his foot. The worst he could do was say no, right?

Trying not to lose his nerve, he typed out a private message to Wilbur.

Schlatt
wilbur what if i told you i had the opportunity of a lifetime and it was all yours

Wilbur
I'm listening
Does this have to do with you going to Ted's place?

Schlatt
it might
so hes having this party on that night and theres gonna be a load of really influential people there for some event in the city
point is that therell be agents looking for talent and all that stuff

Wilbur
I think you forget the part where I live in the UK

Schlatt
thats the thing tho, this could be super big for you! you gotta come to this party man i promise itll be worth it

Wilbur
Idk Schlatt, I haven't planned for a trip or anything
I would love to go but there's more organising involved than just flights
If loads of people are there for the event then the hotels are sure to be booked out at this late of a notice
And I don't know where anything is in New York

Schlatt huffed in slight annoyance. Wilbur was listing good points and it was quickly destroying his hopes that he would be able to actually hang out with one of his best friends. His thumbs flew across the screen in a desperate attempt to change the Brit's mind.

Schlatt
but ill be there
listen you can stay in my hotel room with me and tag along as my plus one
and ill make sure you talk to all the right people at the party